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Now, what my love is, proof hath made you know
And as my love is siz'd, my fear is so. (48)
TWhere love is great, the littlest doubts are fear;
Where little fears grow great, great love grows

P. King: 'Faith, I must leave thee, love, and

shortly too ;
My operant powers their functions leave to do :'49)
And thou shalt live in this fair world behind,
Honour'd, belov'd; and, haply, one as kind
For husband shalt thou-

O, confound the rest! . Bap:
Such love must needs be treason in my breast: 1623.
In second husband let me be accurst!
None wed the second, but who kill'd the first.

HAM. Wormwood, wormwood.a
P. QUEEN.* The instances (50) that second mar. . Id.

riage move,
Are base respects of thrift, but none of love;
A second time I kill my husband dead,
When second husband kisses me in bed.
P. King. I do believe, you think what now you

But, what we do determine, oft we break.
Purpose is but the slave to memory;
Of violent birth, but poor validity :(51)
Which now, like fruit unripe, sticks on the tree;
But fall, unshaken, when they mellow be.

a The quartos read, “ That's tvormwood.”

o what we do determine, oft we break] Unsettle our most fixed resolves. resolves which c Which now, like fruit unripe, sticks on the tree ;

But fall, unshaken, when they mellow be.] The verb fall is, as sticks, properly referable to the singular noun purpose ; but, in our author's mind, was connected with unripe fruit, (a noun of multitude, and admitting a plural) and they, its relative; to which it nearly adjoined. Fall is the

Most necessary 'tis, that we forget
To pay ourselves what to ourselves is debt;
What to ourselves in passion we propose,

The passion ending, doth the purpose lose.
* other, The violence of either* grief or joy
1623, 32.

enactors, Their own enactures * with themselves de. 1623,32.

stroy : (52)
Where joy most revels, grief doth most lament;
Grief joys, joy grieves, on slender accident.
This world is not for aye; nor 'tis not strange,
That even our loves should with our fortunes

change ;
For 'tis a question left us yet to prove,
Whether love lead fortune, or else fortune love.
The great man down, you mark his favourite flies;
The poor advanc'd makes friends of enemies.
And hitherto doth love on fortune tend:
For who not needs shall never lack a friend ;
And who in want a hollow friend doth try,
Directly seasons him his enemy.
But, orderly to end where I begun,
Our wills, and fates, do so contrary run,
That our devices still are overthrown;
Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our

So think thou wilt no second husband wed;
But die thy thoughts, when thy first lord is dead.

reading also of the quartos. See “ scope of these articles allow.” I. 1. King.

a what to ourselves is debt) i.e. is such, only to ourselves. Dr. Johnson says, the performance of a resolution, in which only the resolver is interested, is a debt only to himself, which he may therefore remit at pleasure.

o directly seasons him his encmy] “ Throws in an ingredient, which constitutes,” &c. This term is used with great latitude in several parts of this play; and Mr. Steevens points out an use of it not dissimilar in Chapman's Odyss. XV.

taught with so much woe,
.“ As thou hast suffer'd, to be season'd so.”


P. QUEEN. * Nor earth to give me food," nor

heaven light! Sport and repose lock from me, day, and night! [To desperation turn my trust and hope! An anchor's cheer in prison be my scope !) (53) Each opposite, that blanks the face of joy, Meet what I would have well, and it destroy! Both here, and hence, pursue me lasting strife, If, once a widow, ever I be wife! HAM. If she should break it now,

[To Ophelia. P. King. 'Tis deeply sworn. Sweet, leave me

P. KING. be a while ;, fain I would be sleeps.

My spirits grow dull, and fain I would beguile
The tedious day with sleep.

Sleep rock thy brain ; And never come mischance between us twain !

[Erit. Ham. Madam, how like you this play?

QUEEN. The lady doth protest too much, methinks.

Ham. O, but she'll keep her word.

King. Have you heard the argument?' Is there no offence in't?

Ham. No, no, they do but jest, poison in jest ; no offence i'the world.

King. What do you call the play?

HAM. The mouse-trap. Marry, how? Tropi. cally. (54) This play is the image of a murder (55) done

· The folio of 1632 bas, as the quartos, Queen for PlayerQueen throughout, instead of Bap.

Nor earth to give me food, nor “ Be there neither earth, &c. nor, &c.” The quarto, 1604, reads " to me give."

the argument] The subject matter. See Ophelia, supra.

in Vienna: Gonzago is the duke's name ; his wife, Baptista : (56) you shall see anon; 'tis a knavish piece of work: But what of that? your majesty, and we that have free souls, it touches us not: Let the galled jade wince, our withers are unwrung.

Enter Lucianus.

This is one Lucianus, nephew to the king.
OPH. You are a good chorus, my lord. -

HAM. I could interpret(57) between you and your love, if I could see the puppets dallying.

Oph. You are keen, my lord, you are keen.

Ham. It would cost you a groaning, to take off my edge.

Oph. Still better, and worse.d * your, 4tos. Ham. So you mistake [your*] husbands. (55) Be

gin, murderer ; Pox, leave thy damnable faces, and begin. Come;

- The croaking raven
Doth bellow for revenge.
Luc. Thoughts black, hands apt, drugs fit, and

time agreeing;
Confederate season, else no creature seeing;

* You are a good chorus, my lord] The quartos read' « as good as a." Mr. Henley observes, the use to which Shakespeare converted a chorus, may be seen in H. V. the puppets dallying] The agitations of your bosom.

SEYMOUR. take off my edge]

“ When thou shalt be disedged by her

That now thou tirist on.” Cymb. 111. 4. Imogen. Still better, and worse] More keen and less decorous.

Thou mixture rank, of midnight weeds a collected,
With Hecat's ban thrice blasted, thrice infected,
Thy natural magick and dire property,
On wholesome life usurp b immediately.

[Pours the Poison into the Sleeper's Ears. HAM. He poisons him i'the garden for his estate. His name's Gonzago : the story is extant, and written in very choice Italian : You shall see anon, how the murderer gets the love of Gonzago's wife.

Oph. The king rises.
HAM. What! frighted with false fire !
QUEEN. How fares my lord ?
Pol. Give o'er the play.
King. Give me some light: away!
ALL. Lights, lights, lights !

(Exeunt all but Hamlet and Horatio. HAM. Why, let the strucken deer go weep,

The hart ungalled play:
For some must watch, while some must

sleep; So runs the world away.Would not this, sir, and a forest of feathers, (if the rest of my fortunes turn Turk (5") with me) with two Provincial roses (6) on my razed * shoes, (61) get. So, 4tos. me a fellowship in a cry of players, (62) sir ?

Hor. Half a share. (63)
HAM. A whole one, I.
For thou dost know, O Damon dear, (64)

This realm dismantled was

raced, 1623, 32.

midnight weeds ]
“ Root of hemlock, digg'd i'the dark." Macb.

- Steevens, busurp] Encroach upon. See I. 1. Horat.

let the strucken deer go weep) See As You, &c. i Lord. Ll.

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